The plow guys cleared out the lot
around noon and I began digging out the paths. This one's now clear from
the lean-to
where the snowthrower is
stored,
alongside the house, out to the birdfeeders in the back.

Chip Ahoy is beginning to disappear behind the snow pile
plowed in from the parking lot.

That remote starter in the Blazer earns its keep after
snowstorms. With its defroster turned on in advance and blowing away, clearing off the
truck is pretty much just a matter of time.

All cleared out again, until the next storm arrives and
snowfall needs to be moved from one place to another all over again.

A night view beneath the floodlights from
just outside the kitchen door of the trail across the front of the
house. The overturned Chip Mate, the dinghy, rests in the
background.

The paths out to the shed, around it to the ash pile
behind it, and
to the birdfeeder.

By contrast, inside the kitchen it's warm and cozy
in front of the wood stove.